Sansa exhaled. She knew Alayne should not confess any affection for ice or snow or chill. And yet as this strange short spring stretched into a strange short summer, she was beginning to long for winter. Travelling on the road had already brought her mostly strife. And a sunburn! She'd never been so sunburnt in all her life; mere existence was painful.
"Was it far north, this sea?" She asked, curious as to what norths were like in other worlds.
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Sansa exhaled. She knew Alayne should not confess any affection for ice or snow or chill. And yet as this strange short spring stretched into a strange short summer, she was beginning to long for winter. Travelling on the road had already brought her mostly strife. And a sunburn! She'd never been so sunburnt in all her life; mere existence was painful.
"Was it far north, this sea?" She asked, curious as to what norths were like in other worlds.